Pamela, Volume II eBook

you—­Lady Darnford has consented—­Miss
is willing; and her sister can spare her;’—­Very
prettily put, faith—­’And don’t
you be cross’—­Very sweet ’to
deny me.’—­Why, dear Mrs. B., I
won’t be so cross then; indeed I won’t!—­And
so, Polly, let ’em send word when they set out
for London, and you shall join ’em there with
all my heart; but I’ll have a letter every post,
remember that, girl.”

“Any thing, any thing, dear papa,” said
I: “so I can but go!” He called for
a kiss, for his compliance. I gave it most willingly,
you may believe.

Nancy looked envious, although Mr. Murray came in
just then. She looked almost like a great glutton,
whom I remember; one Sir Jonathan Smith, who killed
himself with eating: he used, while he was heaping
up his plate from one dish, to watch the others, and
follow the knife of every body else with such a greedy
eye, as if he could swear a robbery against any one
who presumed to eat as well as he.

Well, let’s know when you set out, and you shan’t
have been a week in London, if I can help it, but
you shall be told by my tongue, as now by my pen,
how much I am your obliged admirer and friend,
POLLY DARNFORD.

LETTER XXXVII

MY DEAR FRIEND,

I now proceed with my journal, which I had brought
down to Thursday night.

FRIDAY.

The two ladies resolving, as they said, to inspect
all my proceedings, insisted upon it, that I would
take them with me in my benevolent round (as
they, after we returned, would call it), which I generally
take once a week, among my poor and sick neighbours;
and finding I could not get off, I set out with them,
my lady countess proposing Mrs. Worden to fill up
the fourth place in the coach. We talked all
the way of charity, and the excellence of that duty;
and my Lady Davers took notice of the text, that it
would hide a multitude of faults.

The countess said she had once a much better opinion
of herself, than she found she had reason for, within
these few days past: “And indeed,
Mrs. B.,” said she, “when I get home, I
shall make a good many people the better for your
example.” And so said Lady Davers; which
gave me no small inward pleasure; and I acknowledged,
in suitable terms, the honour they both did me.
The coach set us down by the side of a large common,
about five miles distant from our house; and we alighted,
and walked a little way, choosing not to have the coach
come nearer, that we might be taken as little notice
of as possible; and they entered with me into two
mean cots with great condescension and goodness; one
belonging to a poor widow and five children, who had
been all down in agues and fevers; the other to a man
and his wife bed-rid with age and infirmities, and
two honest daughters, one a widow with two children,
the other married to an husbandman, who had also been
ill, but now, by comfortable cordials, and good physic,
were pretty well to what they had been.